Spooky

Spooks all about Flying free This all hallows' eve

Blackout #229

It flaps its wings like nocturnal blackness travels over the full-starred heavens

Trying to make sense Of the tea leaves But it's all coming together

Let's go for coffee Like we used to until it's Cold saying nothing

In the corner of your eyes Barely in sight I'd where they always appear

Bite me And leave me To bleed out

The crows surround him laughing No one is afraid of A broken down scarecrow

Can't see for cornstalks All around me are walls Keep your hands to the right

Owl screech Hides the scream

Smell of hay The rocking of the wagon On our way